Our "Valentine's" Day....

I'm having a crazy time at work lately. I think that I'm feeling extra pressure knowing that I'm leaving in two weeks and I've got lots to do before I leave. So I got home last night after the snow had started around 5:45 and decided that Jason and I should go out to eat because I didn't want to cook. Now living in the small Village that we do our choices are limited. In fact there's one restaurant, one small cafe and one pizza place which Jason says sucks. We had a buy one meal get one free at the restaurant so I grabbed that and off we went...you know down the road five feet. We walk into a dining room that was alright but not my taste of decorating. I was feeling embarrassed so I got Jason to walk in first. We stood there for a few minutes while the three other tables in the restaurant checked out who we were (again small town, everybody has to know everybody...I'm trying to stay anonymous but I think I may be failing at that and not even realizing it). The waitress then said to us "Take a seat wherever you want" and then chuckled and added "I guess just not at the tables with other people at them". Then one man at one of those tables she was referring to said "Oh they can sit with us we don't mind". Ha ya no thanks, so off to the corner of the restaurant we went. Jason was very thankful for the fake roses that were on the table. It just made the whole Valentine's mood that much better. I pretended that I bought them for us and we had a good laugh (we don't get out much). Anyways, we ordered and were impressed with all the menu selections. While we waited we were just talking amongst ourselves like most people do when you're dining with someone else. However it wasn't long after that I realized that the three tables were all involved in one conversation about horses and barns (go figure). There was no way I was getting involved. In fact we were trying to keep our conversation low afraid that others would listen to our highly intelligent conversation (ha ha ha). We ate, the food was great, and then we got up to pay our bill. By now there was only one table left the rest had gone (however they didn't leave without starring at us trying to figure out who we were before they left). Ah the long walk to the counter getting looked at the whole way. We get to the counter. Jason hands the woman his DEBIT card, she puts it through and then hangs on to it and is moving it in different directions in the light to try to read the name on the card because it was a bit warn. Wow I thought why don't you just ask us if you're that desperate to know who we are? Now perhaps I'm being a bit paranoid here but I really don't understand this small town thing. I feel as though the waitress then discussed with the couple left at the table who we could have been after we left. Again, this may be an issue because I feel like that everytime I get my gas/mail/munchies/whatever else one may need from liquor to meat at the convenience store at the bottom of our street. Anyways, we then headed back up the hill for a night of relaxation on the couch. So for those of you who have been asking me what we did on Valentine's day there you go. That's Valentine's day in a small town for all you city folk, us country folk go all out :)